August 3, 2010

Compelled to speak



It's the fish that swims inside my viens
It's a rush from dancing near the flames
It's misery and it's regret
It's so I can remember, so I can forget


Its ancient visions come back around
Its water flowing under ground
Its madness and it is pain
Its summer snow and winter rain

Its crawling underneath my skin
Its breaking out and sneaking in
Its glory and its release
It holds me captive, sets me free

Its solid and it is hollow
Its gone today but sought tommorow
It's muse and hunger and instinct
Catch the tiger, slay the dream

Muse, hunger and instinct
Why I spill these words
All over me......!

2 comments:

  1. I really enjoyed this poem. Wonderful imagery. Keep on writing!! ~Kristie

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